Iron sounds sear the wound. Hungry screams fill the air. Kindred blood, infant blood, child flesh for their feast. Judgment falls on the son. Judgment falls on the King.
ELEKTRA:. Cursed by the Priests, torn, twisted and beat. Sentenced to die, by the Sorceress-her Evil Eye. God of the Furnace, I call thy Name. Please deliver me from the Serpent, the Serpent of Pain.